Yesterday marked another significant date in my life. My week-long travel nightmare to get to Taiwan finally ended and 16 years ago, at 5:16 a.m. on June 13th, 1999, I stepped off the plane in Taiwan for the very first time.
Then, on the very same day 10 years later, my husband and I moved into our brand new house, the place that we later transformed into an oasis to suit our own personal style and aesthetics, the place that we currently called home.
Enjoying the Day
I really wanted to write a more personal, ‘from the heart’ post yesterday. However, I woke up bright and early, and witnessed the most spectacular sunrise peeping through our bedroom window. I didn’t want to spend such a lovely morning inside writing, so I got up, got ready, and drove to some of my favorite places.
Then, when the heat became unbearable, I retreated to a local coffee shop and edited my thoughts about arriving in Taiwan all those years ago [for my book] before grabbing a bowl of beef noodles. And when the heat was from the sun was less intense, I continue on with my day exploring Taiwan.
Later yesterday evening, when I did have time and I did sit down to collect my thoughts, I just couldn’t find the perfect way to express all my emotions and feelings of nostalgic I was experiencing. I have no idea why, but I was feeling all sentimental yesterday. But, instead of forcing the words, I put my laptop away and enjoyed the rest of my evening. I made a promise to myself when I returned to blogging that deadlines were only a guideline, and there was always tomorrow.
It was crazy to think about how much time has passed since that day in 1999. It is hard to put into words about how much I have learned, how much I have changed. Choosing a life less ordinary and a road less traveled all those years ago has led to something pretty spectacular.
Life in Taiwan hasn’t been all sunshine and roses. For example, the stares still make me feel like I under constant surveillance, but has gotten less noticeable and more bearable with time. Living here has been challenging from time to time, but fortunately, the good far outweighs the bad.
Maybe I enjoy living here so much because I feel there is a shift in what I view as important to me. Experiences and memories are more important that material things. The only person I try to impress is myself. I feel more confident and have found ‘my voice’ since living here.
It could very well be the fact that living in Taiwan keeps me on my toes. Even after living here all these years, I am still pushed out of my comfort zone occasionally,
However, maybe one of my friends hit the nail on the head when she told me that she thought I would be happy and content living in a paper box because I am such a positive person and adapt to change so well. Maybe she does have a point. Maybe that is why I find joy and contentment in the littlest things that Taiwan and life has to offer. The simple things!!
Or maybe it is because my husband has shown me a side of Taiwan that most *’waiguoren’ don’t see. Maybe it is because I feel settled here, with a place to call ‘home.’
Yes, that could very well be! Because ‘home’ is where the heart is!
[All pictures included in this post, with the exception of one, were taken yesterday. A more detailed post and more pictures will be published at a later date.]